True North: Lands of Ash excerpt.
From tonight's NaNoWriMo writing:
“You are my true north,” he whispered.
She looked up, her eyebrows forming a v. “What?”
He scratched the back of his neck, feeling awkward. “With a compass, it always points the same way. You can go south, but if you look at the compass, it always steers you north. No matter where I go, even if I am called to the other side of the world, my arrow, my compass point, is you. That’s . . . that’s what keeps me going, and I will fight with all I am worth for you, for Quill and Trea . .. for Ketyl, too, to an extent, though he does pretty well on his own.”
Not everything from the first draft makes it into the end product, but I hope this one does.